Margaery's hand wound itself into Daenerys' hair, not tugging too hard (just yet) but enjoying the feel.
She pressed her breast further into Daenerys' hand, sighing at the feel of her fingers through her shift. "You can touch me as much as you'd like to." There was a slight pause before she added...
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She pressed her breast further into Daenerys' hand, sighing at the feel of her fingers through her shift. "You can touch me as much as you'd like to." There was a slight pause before she added...
"Please."